A/N: Hey! This is my first fan fic, not ever, but the first I'm posting here, so please go easy on me :) Also I think you should know English is not my first language so I might have a couple of mistakes, I try my best though! This is a Smitchie & a Nalex (A WWOP Crossover!) And well just please let me know if you want me to go on with the story, this is a bit short but it's only the prologue, I love getting reviews that are constructive! Thanks for reading!

Symptoms Of You

You might think that I'm a fool for falling over you, so tell what can I do.

She had no idea how in the world she had ended up here.

And by here of course she meant standing in the center of the stage, playing the leading role in the school play, all her classmates eyes fixated on her, waiting for her to sing. She turned to her right, ready to run away, who cared if she turned into the joke of the whole school. They didn't know her. They didn't care, and she knew that now. But when she turned she saw him. Impeccable, dressed in his costume, waiting for her to begin. He wasn't even looking at her, not really. He was just staring. His eyes showed that cold stare he had been giving her for the past four weeks.

One month. Four weeks. Thirty days. Seven hundred hours. Forty-three thousand two hundred minutes. Two million six seventy eight thousand four hundred seconds.

She couldn't take it anymore.

A year before she wouldn't have cared if Shane Gray didn't know she was sharing oxygen with him, but now she felt like she couldn't breathe if he didn't. She turned to the audience again. She was sure only a few seconds since her panic attack had begun had passed but it felt like she had been standing in front of a silent audience her whole life. Everyone staring. She spotted Alex in the back. She was doing strange gestures with her hands, telling her to start singing, she thought. She saw Jason standing besides Alex, smiling and nodding at her. She knew she had to do something eventually. She was going to run away. To face her biggest fear and make a big dramatic scene instead of staying and making a fool out of herself by singing in front of the whole school. She turned to her left. She didn't want to see the disappointment written all over his face when she ran away. Disappointment? Who are you kidding Mitchie? He doesn't care.

And then she felt it.